Long Time and No Talk

Mar 27, 2008 01:13

No one reads this that I am aware of.

I am not sure if I would ever want this read. I don't really care.

I just feel like having a place to write, to talk, to be me. Fascinating what an online journal can do for someone's mind.

I'm apprehensive. I don't know if I should go off lexapro. I don't know what is going to happen.

I saw that Sam is a friend on here, and if you see this Sam... I wish there was someone down here to do some crazy ass shit with. No one likes to have fun at this fucking school. We're weirdly boring. I want to pull pranks and laugh and do stupid crap that you're supposed to do in college and no one wants to join me.

I'm not a super sociable person. I'm a picky person when it comes to friends. So, obviously, I'm not making tons of friends. Not that I have a lot of time. Not that most people would want to be my friend, I am rather something... you can find a word for it.

I'm a geology major. I love my major. It's amazing. Funnily, it is full of old men. That is rather creepy, actually.

My life is moving, whether I want it to or not. Can you believe it has been two years since we graduated? I'm 20 and I'm scared shitless that I won't live my life. I guess all I can do is take a stab at it.

Anyway, I will be updating on here to vent, rant, etc. I don't particularly care if you read, I mean it is open to the public.

Oh and I like a guy that I can never be with. Sound familiar? I swear.

I do actually swear to. Fuckity fuck fuckerson. Yeah.

Life.

Alisa
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